At noon the next day, from the inner hall of the Dong Medical Center, there was a sudden burst of excited cheers.

"The antidote has been made!"

"The antidote has finally been made!"

The excited doctors rushed out of the pharmacy and rushed to tell each other, crying with joy.

The courtyard of the Dong Medical Center suddenly became lively, and a large number of people poured in from the courtyard gate, and even the walls were hula, all of them were standing full.

These people were all the medicine guards and city guards guarding the surroundings of the Dong Clan's Medical Hall, and when they heard the movement in the medical hall, they all rushed in at once.

"The antidote has been made?"

"Where's the antidote?" everyone was so excited that they looked around to see the antidote.

The people of Fashen City under this plague are really too bitter! Now there are still large groups of disaster victims gathered outside the city gates! The city is also full of mourning, ten rooms and nine empty, and they are eager to have sick in every household, even those lucky ones who are not infected with the plague have all closed their doors, almost confined to their homes, and never dare to go out.

It doesn't matter if the people sit at home, sit on the empty mountain, live like a year, if they don't go out to work, they will starve to death, and if they go out, they will contract the plague, which is really an extremely difficult choice.

However, now there is finally hope, and the Dong Medical Center, with the funding of the Great Wei Commercial Bank, is making every effort to research the antidote to the plague, and the people are all looking forward to it!

As soon as he heard the movement in the Dong Doctor's Hospital, the whole street suddenly came alive.

People are like schools of fish being fed, desperately rushing towards the Dong Medical Center.

In the blink of an eye, Dong's medical hall was surrounded by water, and at least five or six thousand people gathered around, all of them watched with their eyes, even if they broke their heads, they would witness the birth of the antidote.

"Don't crowd everyone! Keep your distance from each other! To prevent the spread of the plague!" At this time, Lu Menglan jumped onto a peach tree in the yard and shouted condescendingly.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and when they heard the young man's voice, everyone became more sensible, and they all kept their distance from the people next to them with disgust, for fear of being infected by the plague.

I have to say that the influence of the newspapers of the Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion is too great, and they spare no effort to publicize it every day, from the Dong Medical Hall to the Great Wei Commercial Bank, as well as the centralized isolation and treatment method, invisibly, they have taught many tips on how to prevent and control the plague to the people of Fashen City, which also indirectly controlled the development of the plague, so that the epidemic remained stable and did not continue to break out.

Finally, the old doctor Dong staggered, and the old man appeared in the courtyard and appeared in everyone's field of vision.

This old doctor has gray hair and a bit of fairy bones, and he has opened a medical clinic on this street for many years, with countless doctors, a good mass base, and a very good reputation. It is believed that if someone can really develop a cure for the plague, then it can only be this old doctor Dong.

Therefore, as soon as Old Doctor Dong appeared like this, it immediately caused a large number of cheers.

When the thunderous cheers came to an end, Doctor Dong opened his arms and pressed lightly.

The audience was suddenly much quieter, and all those who were so excited that they couldn't help but make a sound were all stopped by the others with stern eyes.

"The antidote has been developed!" said Old Doctor Dong with a wave of his arms.

The audience roared with joy again, and everyone fell into a sea of joy.

"Wait a minute, everyone, please listen to me!" Dr. Dong continued.

The courtyard and outside were quiet again, and everyone was listening.

"Although the antidote has been developed, the manpower of my Dong Medical Center is limited, and there are not too many antidotes at present. Teacher Dong said.

In an instant, there was silence inside and outside the courtyard.

Many people secretly said in their hearts, here it is! This is the real drama meat!

Some poor people suddenly showed disappointed eyes, and they remembered an indisputable fact, even if there was an antidote, those nobles would first obtain it, and then it would be controlled in the hands of some powerful people, and it would be turned into high-priced medicines that ordinary people could not afford, and used to drain the last drop of blood and sweat of the people.

"So, Dong's Medical Center made a decision. We have decided to publish the prescription in the Qingyu newspaper, so that all the medical centers and doctors in the world can use the medicine, so that all the people affected by the disaster can afford to use the medicine!"

When Dr. Dong said this, almost everyone in the audience showed an expression of disbelief, they couldn't believe what their eyes and ears saw, what they heard?

You must know that the moment the Dong Clan's Medical Hall develops the antidote to the plague, they will be equivalent to obtaining a pass to a higher class, and they will get unimaginable wealth, and their best destination is to choose one or several of the upper magnates of the Fashen City, give them the prescription, and then sit on this income, of course, the remaining ones after being distributed by the magnates.

This is the practice and tradition of the Dharma God City, or the Three Great Divine Cities. This deformed relationship of exploitation had long been formed between the nobility and the commoners.

But now, Dong's Medical Center actually wants to publish the antidote formula in the Qingyu newspaper, so that everyone in the world can be healed!

This is the real Buddha of all families, wonderful hands and benevolent hearts!

For a while, the audience finally thundered again, especially the ordinary people, everyone was full of excitement, as if they had a good mood to watch the clouds open and see the sunrise.

However, after hearing the news, some people showed solemn expressions, and some people were quietly retreating, as if they wanted to pass on the news as soon as possible.

And all of this was seen by Lu Menglan, who was standing on the top of the tree.

Around the courtyard, apart from the vast majority of enthusiastic ordinary people, there was a mixture of fish and dragons, and there were obviously spies planted by various forces.

They were swimming towards the periphery of the crowd, trying to get the message out.

At this time, Old Physician Dong waved his arms and said in a loud voice: "Let's go now, and the whole family will go into battle and send the prescription to the Qingyu Newspaper Hall! Please witness! Early tomorrow morning, the prescription will be sent to thousands of households along with the newspaper." ”

The people around cheered!

At this time, the butler Fu of the Great Wei Commercial Bank appeared at the door of Dong's house with more than 100 escorts from the commercial firm.

"Dawei Commercial Bank, I am willing to escort Dong Lao's family to the Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion!" said in a loud voice, revealing a trace of helplessness in his tone.

He also heard the news just now, so he immediately recruited all the people of the Great Wei Commercial Bank in the vicinity, and decided to escort the Dong family to the Qingyu Newspaper House.

Originally, the Dong Medical Center developed an antidote to the plague with the funding of the Great Wei Commercial Bank, and the first reaction of Steward Fu was that at least a large part of the income from this antidote should belong to the Great Wei Commercial Bank, but when Dong Lao announced that the prescription would be made public, Steward Fu immediately understood.

The benefits involved in this prescription are too great, and it is impossible to eat it with the Great Wei Commercial Bank alone, and if it is forcibly pinched in his hand, it will only cause the husband to be innocent and guilty, and maybe it will be a disaster.

On the one hand, it can save the people from fire and water, and on the other hand, it does not have to be worried about those powerful people, and for the Great Wei Commercial Bank, the benefits of the prescription are only temporary, but the goodwill is long-term.

Therefore, Steward Fu made a quick decision, not only did not stop Dong Lao's decision, but instead mobilized manpower and decided to escort him to the Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion.

This righteous act of the Great Wei Commercial Bank immediately won a good impression.

Several more medicine teams joined in one after another, and they wanted to escort Dong Lao's family to the Qingyu Newspaper Hall with them.

Immediately afterwards, the crowd on the entire street surged, and they spontaneously separated from each other, all of them watched the Dong family, under the leadership of Dong Lao, walk towards the Qingyu Newspaper House.

Lu Menglan and Duanmu Qingyi also followed behind Dong Dazhi and his wife, and the whole family walked in the direction of Qingyu Newspaper Hall.

If there is anything else in the Fashen City that the people are willing to believe, then there is only the Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion.

In the more than ten years since the establishment of Qingyu Newspaper, it has always spoken for the people and strived for justice.

Such a group of media people, they have never spoken out for the powerful with a clear conscience, but in the spirit of being mighty and unyielding, rich and noble, and poor and unswerving, they have independently run newspapers and exposed many shady scenes.

At this moment, the whole family of the Dong Medical Pavilion is willing to make the prescription public, and they choose to go to the Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion, which is definitely the wisest choice.

Once the prescription is reported and spread to thousands of households, even if some people want to do something again, it will be too late.

The Dong Medical Center and his entourage, escorted by thousands of people, came all the way to the Qingyu Newspaper Museum.

The newspaper has already received the news that the owner Liu Meihui, the kind old lady, came out to greet her in person and welcomed Dong's medical hall and her party into the newspaper hall.

Even so, the crowd did not disperse for a long time, and many of them remained around the Qingyu newspaper building, where they wanted to stay until they saw the newspaper with the prescription on it appear tomorrow morning.

Because the plague is so fierce that people do not want to be destroyed even if they have even the slightest hope.

Dong Dazhi has never enjoyed such an honorable moment in his life, just now on the long street all the way, that kind of admiration in the eyes, really made him feel beautiful, he even felt that he was really ambitious, so he had today's glory, in the future, he Dong Dazhi will be in Fashen City, that is a well-known hero!

Compared with her husband, Dong Yang didn't seem so happy, and even had a hint of worry.

She felt as if things were going too smoothly, and everything seemed to have been arranged a long time ago, and she didn't know it, and it was obvious that she was on the part of the arrangement.

This feeling of being manipulated by something made her a little uneasy.

And the strange thing is that when their Dong family entered the Qingyu Newspaper Building, the newspaper immediately closed the door and did not allow outsiders to enter, and that's it, the key is that Dong Lao and the pair of Taoist brothers and sisters together, they didn't know where they went in a blink of an eye, leaving only their stupid husband still in silly fun.

At this moment, Lu Menglan, Duanmu Qingyi, and Doctor Dong were sitting on the highest floor of the newspaper building, in the owner's office.

Sitting across from them was the silver-haired Mrs. Liu, who was making tea herself and entertaining the three guests.

"You don't have to worry, since you believe in Qingyu Newspaper and our newspaper, we will definitely protect you. As long as the prescription is reported early tomorrow morning, everything will be over. Mrs. Liu said with a smile.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the main room.

"Please come in!" Pavilion Master Liu said indifferently.

Pushing the door in, it was a young man who bowed very politely and said, "Owner, there are guests outside the door, they say that they are from the Sun family and want to see you." ”